Overhead the albatross hangs motionless upon the air and deep beneath the rolling waves, in labyrinths of coral caves - the echo of a distant tide comes willowing across the sand, and everything is green and submarine.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2147 | 2011-08-06 04:08:08 | 63.79 | 96% |
| 1467 | 2011-07-11 10:28:00 | 46.48 | 88% |
| 727 | 2011-05-17 09:51:43 | 51.13 | 97% |
| 627 | 2011-05-13 15:44:49 | 45.16 | 95% |
| 523 | 2011-05-09 12:27:08 | 42.28 | 96% |